So I have a dog named Cookie and I decided that I was gonna make a water balloon out of a glove and give it a face and name him Biscuit and say he is my other son, and not even 5 minutes after I made Biscuit my older brother took Biscuit and Cookie and rubbed Biscuit in Cookie’s face until Cookie started biting Biscuit and let Cookie go and then Cookie was holding Biscuit in his mouth and then jumped onto the couch and Biscuit exploded and my brother said I got Cookie to kill Biscuit. And then I made Biscuit 2.0 and then my brother agAIN took him and then he threw Biscuit 2.0 at me and then Biscuit 2.0 exploded too. Long story short my brother killed my two sons right in front of me. And no I’m not insane for calling my dog my son and my two dead rubber glove water balloon things my sons. I think.